Dragon Warrior

Sun Yue was full of gratitude to Wu Yi, but when Wu Yi left, he didn't say much, and even still had that hippie smiling face, no matter how big or small, he slapped Wu Yi a few times before sending Wu Yi away up.

But at this moment, when he could do something for Wu Yi, he stood up without hesitation. In fact, with his cultivation, he could be at the outermost edge, so the impact would be much smaller, but he did not retreat , but stood extremely resolutely at the forefront, standing side by side with Han Xue, his face pale, but there was a flash of power in his eyes.

"Master, even if my Sun Houzi loses this life, I must help you get through this." Sun Yue said in his heart. Since he became the chief steward, no one in the Lian Shenzong has called him "Sun Monkey" anymore. 'Yes, now that I think about it, this title is extremely kind.

With Sun Yue as an example, those disciples who were thrown out struggled to get up, and joined the defensive team again, continuously strengthening the light curtain to form an indestructible barrier.

At this moment, Wu Yi can no longer detect everything outside, let alone that all the inner disciples of the Lian Shenzong have suppressed their lives. His heart is only angry and depressed, like a thorn in the back, a bone stuck in the throat, abnormal In the end, regardless of the loss of blood and divine power, he turned into the image of a human head and a dragon tail, the giant tail swept across, and slapped heavily on the tripod. On the wall, the golden scales fell off, revealing the scarlet flesh and blood veins shining with golden light. They kept repairing, but kept breaking. The wound expanded rapidly, which looked shocking.

This kind of behavior is almost suicidal. The blood power in Wu Yi's body can barely suppress the evil spirit, but he transformed his body and forcibly urged the blood power to launch an attack, making this suppression extremely fragile, a little careless , he will be doomed, but he can no longer feel pain and danger, like an eagle trapped in a cage, desperately longing for freedom, longing for liberation, even if he fights hard, he will never give in.

"When...when...when..."

The dragon tail is comparable to a divine weapon, and its attack power is even more astonishing. It breaks through the thick fog and slaps directly on the body of the tripod. The aura completely broke the peace of Shenshenzong. Almost everyone flocked to this square, wanting to know what happened to cause such a big shock.

"Oh my god! The cauldron seems to be about to fly. Could it be the ancestors of our Han family who manifested themselves!"

"Don't talk nonsense, the cauldron must be suppressing something evil. Didn't you see the suzerain and the others guarding the cauldron all the time, and they were all injured?"

"Where did the evil thing come from? I just saw Elder Wu Yi being sent into the divine cauldron. It must be that the elder is about to break through."

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The onlookers gathered far away whispered and asked about the changes that happened in the center of the square. Only an old man sitting in a wooden wheelchair remained silent. He stared at the divine tripod and prayed in his heart for the peaceful life he had finally obtained. Don't be broken, my son-in-law will be safe and sound, and I hope the savior of the whole family can survive this calamity. Those two empty trouser legs were rolled up by the flow of people back and forth, looking a little desolate.

The divine power of the bloodline gradually weakened, and the degree of evil spirit intruding into the mind became deeper and deeper. Wu Yi fell into the brink of being lost again, or had already lost his mind long ago. His bones were thick and white, but he still didn't feel the pain, and he didn't stop. On the contrary, he attacked even more frantically, and the strong fluctuations in energy caused half of the disciples of the Lian Shenzong to be seriously injured and completely lost their fighting power. The remaining half also gritted their teeth. After struggling to hold on, the defensive light curtain was crumbling, and a gap had already appeared.

Unstoppable, Wu Yi can't hold on for long. Either he breaks through the defensive light curtain and starts slaughtering and devouring frantically, or he is forcibly suppressed and eventually kills himself. There is no third possibility.

However, at this moment, a silver-white light appeared from the dense fog, like a bright moon hanging high in the sky, driving away the darkness, and at the same time bringing a trace of cool breath, this breath is very weak, but With an extremely special power, Wu Yi's monstrous anger was calmed down a lot, and he even stopped attacking. He stared at the light with bloody eyes and regained some sense.

The silver light circled around for a few times, and finally stopped in front of Wu Yi. The bursts of cold breath were like a cool wind blowing against the face, which calmed down the violent evil spirit in Wu Yi's sea of ​​​​spiritual consciousness, and Wu Yi also Gradually regaining consciousness, it was only then that she could see that the silver light had turned into a middle-aged woman, also wearing a white gauze dress, somewhat similar to Han Xue, with a gentle and calm expression, neither sad nor happy, her eyes were as clear as The clear spring, without the slightest impurity, seems to be able to penetrate everything and understand everything clearly.

"Who are you? Why did you appear here?" Wu Yi said with difficulty, his voice was extremely hoarse and deep. From Mount Sumeru to here, he has been in extreme suffering all the time, and he is already very weak.

The middle-aged woman smiled lightly, and did not answer Wu Yi's question, but asked via sound transmission: "Who are you? Why are you here?"

"Junior Wu Yi, I have no choice but to use the divine cauldron to survive the catastrophe. Senior... Could it be that the senior is the ancestor of the Han family who forged the divine cauldron?" Wu Yi asked hesitantly. He really couldn't believe it. The ancestor of the Han family who refined the divine cauldron with his hand, suppressed the divine king, and ruled the world would be such a weak and gentle woman. In addition to being able to possess such miraculous powers, who else would be besides the ancestor who founded the family of craftsmen?

In order to continue the inheritance and leave a little accumulation for future generations, the ancestors of the dragon clan can seal their souls into the dragon balls. Presumably the ancestors of the Han family can do it too. Maybe this is just a ray of spiritual thoughts from the ancestors of the Han family, just for the sake of crisis Time, you can help your descendants get rid of the crisis and continue the inheritance.

The middle-aged woman shook her head and said: "The ancestors of the Han family are my masters, and I can barely be regarded as the Han family!"

"Barely count? What does this mean?" Wu Yi was confused, wondering what connection this woman had with the ancestors of the Han family, and asked more and more curiously.

"The master forged the Divine Refining Cauldron, and the Divine Refining Cauldron gave birth to me, and I am the weapon spirit in the Divine Refining Cauldron." The middle-aged woman explained with a smile.